[Deep Space Nine]
General Tyris stepped back through the airlock onto the Promenade of DS9. His inspection tour of the fleet had allowed him to discretely get in his share of flight time, as well as performing the type of duties as a staff officer that Admirals would smile at. Taking a deep breath and letting it out, he headed back towards his office on the station.
In the hallway Jolias was making great pace followed by his yeoman and Captain Maxwell "Captain" he said as he walked briskly down the hallway "I gave you specific directions to keep the Cardassians out of my hair- not to mention that the destruction of the Hadok occurred on your watch! Ever since then you have been nothing short of flustered and overwhelmed."
"But…but…but Admiral- I am doing my best." Maxwell stammered at first "we are conducting the investigation as thoroughly as we can. Omek was insistent. I didn't see the harm in sending him to see you sir."
"I'm sorry Maxwell. The small research station in orbit Cornucopia Colony needs a Starfleet commander. I have already penned you for the assignment. I think you'll find it a lot less stressful and more suitable to your skills."
Maxwell nodded slowly "I understand sir- but who will you get to replace me? This is very sudden."
As he looked up he noticed the familiar face of Brigadier General Nikkos Tyris, a sly grin expressed itself on Enor's face "Ah, General, wait. It's good to run into you; I hope your tour of the fleet went well?"
Nikkos smiled broadly. "Very well, Admiral, thank you."
"Good, good" Jolias smiled and nodded to Maxwell "since you're here and I'm sure you're not too busy. Captain Maxwell is being reassigned to Cornucopia Colony- but we seem to have a vacuum in terms of a station commander. I want you to take over the role as an interim commander until a replacement can be selected. I also want you to head the investigation into the destruction of the Hadok."
Nikkos blinked, feigning confusion. "Me, Admiral? Station commanding and investigations are a little out of my line of work." He was lying, as Enor knew full well of his command and intelligence experience, but Maxwell didn't.
"You'll do fine, I'm sure." Jolias looked at his yeoman "Lieutenant make a note that General Tyris is now the interim commanding officer of Deep Space Nine and send a notice to Drayson at Starfleet command." He looked at Tyris again "oh, and a fair warning, there's a chubby Gul running loose on the station. Keep him out of my hair okay?"
Tyris sighed. "Who is going to be keeping up with my work while I'm doing this? I have more PADDs than I have desk even now."
"You're a smart guy, I'm sure you can manage. The station and the investigation is your primary priority right now. If you're lucky I'll have a successor named by the end of the week." Enor said. He looked at Maxwell "give the General the details of the current investigation and make sure they don't get tossed in with his other work."
"What details do you have, anyway." Nikkos said evenly, as he was aware of the fat Gul blustering around DS9, and had never been too fond of Maxwell anyway.
Maxwell looked around and then leaned forward whispering "the explosion was apparently caused by an incendiary device. The teams are still analyzing it however…"
"Well you will tell those teams to report to me once they are finished, and I will finish the investigation, Captain. Best of luck to you on Cornucopia." Tyris replied, his demeanor very much that of an intelligence officer rather than of a lanky, awkward pilot.
Enor nodded and then headed off followed by the Captain.
[End]
Admiral Jolias Enor
AFCO
&
BGen Nikkos Tyris
ACO DS9 :P
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
[Alpha Fleet] 241001.01 JL Adm Jolias Enor & Commo Anthony Blokpoel
Anthony Blokpoel <blanhe2@blankespoor.org> wrote to ds9@ucip.org:
<<This took place prior to the Party :)>>
//// Cortez Ready Room ////
Anthony sat behind his desk, Trent had just patched him through to fleet Command and he it took an effort to suppress the surprise that he
would not be speaking with RAdm Julianna Kaye, but with Admiral Jolias Enor.
"Admiral," Anthony nodded in greeting, "it is agreeable to meet you. I was expecting to speak with Admiral Kaye."
Enor glanced at the man across from him. He was just delivered a hot mug of coffee only seconds before the screen had risen. He casually
picked the mug of coffee and sipped gingerly before answering "Admiral Kaye has been reassigned." That was all he could say since that was
really all he knew. "What is your current status Captain?"
"We are en-route again to our next destination. As you may be aware, we are on a charting mission in the Gamma Quadrant. Mapping an area that
hasn't seen any Starfleet survey vessel yet. Part of our mandate is to find planets and systems that may be suitable for colonization or
placement of a Federation Outpost." Anthony briefly explained what the Cortez had been up to.
"We investigated a distress call and it ended up in a First Contact situation, with the inhabitants of Alpha Deneris III."
"I haven't had a chance to view your report." Enor glanced at the massive pile of PADDs stacked on the floor next to his desk, towers of the
device reaching the height of his desk in some spots. His eyes moved back to the Captain after he inwardly groaned at the workload " was it
successful?"
"I believe so, Sir." Anthony replied. "We repaired the warp ship, and treated the pilot and engineer. As we were en route to return them
home, two ships visited us. We did not allow more of them aliens on the ship, but we did make a commitment to send a First Contact team. The
details of the request are in my report. I hope you will approve it."
Jolias nodded- it was likely somewhere in the pile he was slowly whittling away at "I'll review your report at my first opportunity." He
looked off-screen at his yeoman who was holding up a PADD- it seemed this action was becoming a common theme. After glancing at the device he
looked at the Captain "it seems there is another matter that needs to be dealt with, involving you Captain. I just received a notice from
Starfleet Command via my yeoman."
Anthony raised an eyebrow, "Apart from recommending my crew for the Eclipse Award for the way they dealt with the First Contact situation,
which is in the report that you have, I am not sure what you are referring to, Admiral."
"I have a notice here from the office of the Starfleet Commander…" Jolias glanced up at his yeoman again before looking back at the screen
"officially promoting you to the rank of Commodore- congratulations Commodore. You have done a great Mister Blokpoel."
The look of surprise flashed over his face. This was totally unexpected. "Commodore?" Anthony replied. "I do hope that means I will not be
removed from the ship, Admiral." He remembered the words his sister had told him. 'Whatever you do, don't let them promote you off that ship.'
"No, not at all, you're fine where you are I imagine." Enor glanced off screen again "also you're crew has been awarded the Eclipse award
for their exceptional work in regards to the first contact situation. Good job all around, Commodore."
"Thank you, Admiral. I have the best crew I could hope to have. I am
very... proud of them. Is there anything else or should we continue with
our orders to explore and look for potential colony sites in this area?"
"Continue on with your standing orders Captain." Enor replied.
"Thank you Admiral. Blokpoel out." Anthony closed the channel and sat
back in his chair for a moment. The Admiral had surprised him. A
promotion was the last thing he had expected. He was due to meet Nikita
soon prior to attending the party, and in this case, he would leave his
old rank on. This party was about the crew and how well they had
performed. Tomorrow was early enough to wear his new rank pins.
Adm Jolias Enor
AFCO
--
=*= Capt Anthony Blokpoel =*=
Commanding Officer
USS Cortez
http://www.uss-cortez.com
Blokpoel family motto: "Everything fits otherwise we'll make it fit!!"
Thursday, January 14, 2010
[Alpha Fleet] SD241001.15 - AF Log "The Fat Gul" - Admiral Jolias Enor
[Deep Space Nine]
"Sonak Van'Tak?" Captain Jeremy Savage smirked at the name "the slug that was spying on you back when you were commanding the Warrior?" A chuckled escaped the Captain's lips "I never thought you to be the vengeful type."
"Vengeful?" Jolias grinned "don't be inane. Who would you have me choose? You? If Starfleet wants to torture me, fine, its part of the job description. However, there is nothing that forbids me from appointing a deputy who I can torture equally. Sonak's history- his little job of mole as my executive officer on Warrior did play a small part in my decision. I can shovel all the paperwork onto him without sympathy. It's perfect."
"I like it. You're starting to think with your pips more each passing day." Jeremy winked "anyways, the Mayhem is resupplied. I plan on taking us out by 0800 tomorrow."
"Actually." Jolias smiled "I've decided to change your orders. I want you in Alpha Fleet. There are few good commanding officers these days- most of them are basically kids after the dominion debacle. I could use another seasoned officer here. Also, I doubt I'd last long without your dry humor and illegal store of Orion whiskey."
"Dry humor- eh, wait. How did you know about the Orion Whiskey?"
"I'm an Admiral, we just know these things." Jolias chuckled "no, but honestly, I ran into Yago and Praxton trying to smuggle a bottle out of your cargo hold about a week ago. Poor guys, as soon as they noticed me they went pale. I confiscated the liquor of course- disposed of it."
"Enh? Those twits, I told them I was saving it for a big occasion." Jeremy grimaced "and disposed of it? Do you know how much that crate cost me?!"
"A stray phaser shot at a Ferengi trawler."
Jeremy blinked "now you can't tell me you WALKED into that one. Who told you that?"
"Mihoshi, I asked her about the whisky I confiscated." Jolias grinned again, his friend has become predictable over the years "but don't worry; Starfleet has bigger things to worry about then a Captain hording confiscated contraband."
"And just how long did it take you to dispose of this bottle?" Jeremy eyed Jolias suspiciously; it was all in good humor though.
"Two days."
"Shameless, as always…" Jeremy paused and looked out the office window facing the corridor that passed through the fleet command section. Outside, about a meter from the office some Cardassian, a plump one at that, seemed to be exchanging words with the Admiral's yeoman. After shouting the yeoman sighed exasperatedly and walked off. The Cardassian turned his eyes to the office and approached. Jeremy stepped back "seems like you have a guest, I'll be on my way." As Jeremy reached the door the Cardassian bumbled in, Jeremy stopped letting the Cardassian in "greetings" he nodded his head at the guest and then left.
"Indeed." The Cardassian said after Jeremy and then turned his eyes towards Jolias "Admiral Enor I presume?" Like most Cardassian's this one's skin was quite gray but it was easy to see he was slightly overweight. Folds of skin rippled out from his waist and the scales lining his neck seemed to stretch to cover the excess flesh and an overly exaggerated smile caused his cheeks to swell considerably.
"Yes, that would be me." Jolias gestured to the chair across from him. He wondered for a moment if the large Cardassian would fit but the man seemed to squeeze in just enough "what can I do for you" he eyed the rank insignia and instantly restrained the disgruntled groan trying to seep out "Gul?"
"Gul Omek, head of the Cardassian fourth order- I am here to officially file a complaint on behalf of my government. The destruction of the Hadok is an egregious act of terrorism against my people." Jole didn't think it possible but the Gul's blustering caused his cheeks to swell further "that Starfleet takes this matter so lightly is an outrage! Not to mention the refusal of the Bajoran government to allow my people to conduct a parallel investigation! We demand justice Admiral! I assure you we will not allow Starfleet to sweep this matter away."
His last words caused Jolias some unease. It was a thin line between bluster and threat, the Gul was close to crossing it with his last statement. Leaning back in his chair Jolias regarded the Gul with a wry expression "an investigation is being conducted into the matter Gul. I have no idea what the results will be but you can rest assured that whatever the result is, it will not be swept away. In fact, if you are so concerned about the integrity of our investigation I'll be more than happy to allow of few Cardassian observers to watch the process to ensure that it is both fair and accurate. However, I will not allow interference. Our people are more than competent to handle it themselves. Also, I am not a diplomat. If you have an issue with the Bajoran government it will do you little good to bitch to me."
Omek swallowed, the rolls of his skin rippled like the waves of an ocean as a wad of spittle slid down his throat "I will be content with observers Admiral." His tone was now much less edgy and aggressive but he was still an irritating presence "but I warn you- if this matter is not handled properly the Cardassian government will take offense!"
Did he just spit on my desk? Jole glanced at the thin drop of spittle now staining his polished desk top. He smiled wryly at the Gul "I have already given you my assurances Omek. We will find out what really happened to the Hadok, and if it is indeed foul play we will do our best to find those who perpetrated it."
"Good." Omek pushed himself out of the chair with some difficultly. The Gul nodded his head "I look forward to working with you Admiral. Hopefully you'll be more understanding next time."
As Omek stalked out Jolias motioned for his Yeoman to come into his office "Lieutenant, what the hell was that? I thought I told Captain Maxwell to handle the investigation himself and discreetly. I specifically emphasized to him that I did not want to deal with the Cardassians." Jolias grimaced and shook his head "sorry, this isn't your fault. Get Captain Maxwell here immediately. It seems he's in over his head and needs a new assignment…"
[End]
Admiral Jolias Enor
Fleet Commander
Alpha Fleet
"Sonak Van'Tak?" Captain Jeremy Savage smirked at the name "the slug that was spying on you back when you were commanding the Warrior?" A chuckled escaped the Captain's lips "I never thought you to be the vengeful type."
"Vengeful?" Jolias grinned "don't be inane. Who would you have me choose? You? If Starfleet wants to torture me, fine, its part of the job description. However, there is nothing that forbids me from appointing a deputy who I can torture equally. Sonak's history- his little job of mole as my executive officer on Warrior did play a small part in my decision. I can shovel all the paperwork onto him without sympathy. It's perfect."
"I like it. You're starting to think with your pips more each passing day." Jeremy winked "anyways, the Mayhem is resupplied. I plan on taking us out by 0800 tomorrow."
"Actually." Jolias smiled "I've decided to change your orders. I want you in Alpha Fleet. There are few good commanding officers these days- most of them are basically kids after the dominion debacle. I could use another seasoned officer here. Also, I doubt I'd last long without your dry humor and illegal store of Orion whiskey."
"Dry humor- eh, wait. How did you know about the Orion Whiskey?"
"I'm an Admiral, we just know these things." Jolias chuckled "no, but honestly, I ran into Yago and Praxton trying to smuggle a bottle out of your cargo hold about a week ago. Poor guys, as soon as they noticed me they went pale. I confiscated the liquor of course- disposed of it."
"Enh? Those twits, I told them I was saving it for a big occasion." Jeremy grimaced "and disposed of it? Do you know how much that crate cost me?!"
"A stray phaser shot at a Ferengi trawler."
Jeremy blinked "now you can't tell me you WALKED into that one. Who told you that?"
"Mihoshi, I asked her about the whisky I confiscated." Jolias grinned again, his friend has become predictable over the years "but don't worry; Starfleet has bigger things to worry about then a Captain hording confiscated contraband."
"And just how long did it take you to dispose of this bottle?" Jeremy eyed Jolias suspiciously; it was all in good humor though.
"Two days."
"Shameless, as always…" Jeremy paused and looked out the office window facing the corridor that passed through the fleet command section. Outside, about a meter from the office some Cardassian, a plump one at that, seemed to be exchanging words with the Admiral's yeoman. After shouting the yeoman sighed exasperatedly and walked off. The Cardassian turned his eyes to the office and approached. Jeremy stepped back "seems like you have a guest, I'll be on my way." As Jeremy reached the door the Cardassian bumbled in, Jeremy stopped letting the Cardassian in "greetings" he nodded his head at the guest and then left.
"Indeed." The Cardassian said after Jeremy and then turned his eyes towards Jolias "Admiral Enor I presume?" Like most Cardassian's this one's skin was quite gray but it was easy to see he was slightly overweight. Folds of skin rippled out from his waist and the scales lining his neck seemed to stretch to cover the excess flesh and an overly exaggerated smile caused his cheeks to swell considerably.
"Yes, that would be me." Jolias gestured to the chair across from him. He wondered for a moment if the large Cardassian would fit but the man seemed to squeeze in just enough "what can I do for you" he eyed the rank insignia and instantly restrained the disgruntled groan trying to seep out "Gul?"
"Gul Omek, head of the Cardassian fourth order- I am here to officially file a complaint on behalf of my government. The destruction of the Hadok is an egregious act of terrorism against my people." Jole didn't think it possible but the Gul's blustering caused his cheeks to swell further "that Starfleet takes this matter so lightly is an outrage! Not to mention the refusal of the Bajoran government to allow my people to conduct a parallel investigation! We demand justice Admiral! I assure you we will not allow Starfleet to sweep this matter away."
His last words caused Jolias some unease. It was a thin line between bluster and threat, the Gul was close to crossing it with his last statement. Leaning back in his chair Jolias regarded the Gul with a wry expression "an investigation is being conducted into the matter Gul. I have no idea what the results will be but you can rest assured that whatever the result is, it will not be swept away. In fact, if you are so concerned about the integrity of our investigation I'll be more than happy to allow of few Cardassian observers to watch the process to ensure that it is both fair and accurate. However, I will not allow interference. Our people are more than competent to handle it themselves. Also, I am not a diplomat. If you have an issue with the Bajoran government it will do you little good to bitch to me."
Omek swallowed, the rolls of his skin rippled like the waves of an ocean as a wad of spittle slid down his throat "I will be content with observers Admiral." His tone was now much less edgy and aggressive but he was still an irritating presence "but I warn you- if this matter is not handled properly the Cardassian government will take offense!"
Did he just spit on my desk? Jole glanced at the thin drop of spittle now staining his polished desk top. He smiled wryly at the Gul "I have already given you my assurances Omek. We will find out what really happened to the Hadok, and if it is indeed foul play we will do our best to find those who perpetrated it."
"Good." Omek pushed himself out of the chair with some difficultly. The Gul nodded his head "I look forward to working with you Admiral. Hopefully you'll be more understanding next time."
As Omek stalked out Jolias motioned for his Yeoman to come into his office "Lieutenant, what the hell was that? I thought I told Captain Maxwell to handle the investigation himself and discreetly. I specifically emphasized to him that I did not want to deal with the Cardassians." Jolias grimaced and shook his head "sorry, this isn't your fault. Get Captain Maxwell here immediately. It seems he's in over his head and needs a new assignment…"
[End]
Admiral Jolias Enor
Fleet Commander
Alpha Fleet
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